i’ve gotten used to preparing for the times when r gets to hang out with his daughter, i plan ahead, and make sure i can occupy myself with a chore, task, or a crossword (last sunday, i mowed the lawn during softball practice).
i had forgotten to remind him that i had my monthly geek meeting last night (i founded the local wordpress meetup last year) and had to leave him for ~3 hours (which meant no pool). while i thought for 2.5 minutes about skipping and asking a co-worker to handle the setup and intro, i determined that wasn’t a responsible decision, and biked downtown—through concerts on the square traffic—to get to the meetup.
turns out that he, whether he meant to or not, has the same reaction to time away; he vacuumed. and apparently, jones didn’t have much of a problem with it.
he’s a keeper.